That's not how you use a witch!

Chapter 43 New Changes in Magical Power

Girl! From now on, how about renaming your magical powers as the Treasury of Kings?

Seeing the ruthless work she was doing, Ronan subconsciously had this thought and imagined a cool scene of a beautiful girl summoning a sky full of golden flying swords to blast the enemy into sieves.

Of course, that's just wishful thinking.

Putting aside the fact that gold is not as sturdy as iron, "goldification" is far more polluting than steelification. Maddale can only forge two or three gold swords at most at a time, and their size will also shrink significantly.

Under the same level of pollution, the value of gold produced is far less than that of pig iron.

Of course, this is based on market prices—in some key areas, no amount of iron is as valuable as a little gold.

Before Ronan could even praise her, the color of the girl's palm and the creation she made changed again—this time it was silver!

After that, there are copper, tin, lead, mercury... all of which are metals that have been discovered with the current level of technology in Terra!

"Oh my god..."

Ronan's eyes widened to the size of duck eggs, and he also felt a sudden realization: her advanced magical power was called "Alloy Storm"—and since it was an alloy, it was certainly not limited to steel!

At this critical juncture, this is undoubtedly a huge surprise.

Leaving aside the fact that the military strength of the territory has taken another step forward, Meadow almost single-handedly pushed open the door to industrialization!

"Good...very good...excellent!"

Stroking Madonna's fingers, which had transformed into different materials, and playing with the metal samples she provided, Ronan's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in admiration, almost catching his breath.

"Is it really that good?"

"Of course!"

"But……"

Noticing that Madonna's voice sounded a little timid, Ronan quickly looked up to check if she was feeling unwell.

Then he saw the girl whose appearance had changed drastically: at this moment, her light pink eyes had turned completely crimson, and her originally dark purple hair was now as white as snow.

"But don't you also think that I've become a little ugly...?"

The girl's voice grew softer and softer, and she couldn't help but lower her head at the end.

That's why she doesn't want to show off her new abilities in front of everyone. Manufacturing metals other than steel will change her hair and eye color—in her opinion, only old ladies have white hair, and she must look as ugly as a little old lady now, right?

In the girl's heart, perhaps only Ronan didn't care about her appearance. Even when she was covered in dirt and grime like a beggar, he never looked down on her.

Not disliking something doesn't mean you like it—Ronan may be a gentle person, but he also has his own likes and dislikes.

Will he distance himself from me because of this?

The girl was filled with anxiety, completely unaware that Ronan was staring at her with wide eyes.

At this moment, all Ronan wanted to do was lift the lid of his coffin and shout with all his might in his decaying voice—White hair, red eyes, yyds!

"So, will you be like this from now on?"

"No, if I don't use the new ability, it will gradually revert to its original state..."

"Then please make sure to use the new ability as much as possible..."

"Hmm?"

"Ahem. What I mean is, go ahead and use it!"

Realizing that staring intently at the beautiful girl was a bit of a pervert, Ronan quickly rubbed his face and adjusted his gaze back to that of a gentleman.

"Everyone has a unique beauty. In my opinion, you are the most beautiful because you bravely embrace your new future."

"Uh-huh!"

The girl nodded vigorously.

She could tell that Ronan's words were completely sincere and heartfelt.

He has always supported me so steadfastly and gently, giving me courage and strength.

That's right, just be brave and do it!

"And to be honest, your new ability is very important, even more important than ironmaking."

"Why?"

"Hehe, you'll soon find out why~"

That night, Bart discovered that Ronan and Madonna had not returned to their room to sleep.

With a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, mixed feelings), he read "The Witch's Dream" twice.

……

The next morning, Fermi, a member of the militia, received an order from his battalion commander: the lord wanted to test a new weapon and needed the cooperation of a sharpshooter, and he was chosen as the best crossbowman in the entire battalion!

"Don't worry, Battalion Commander! We guarantee the mission will be accomplished!"

Fermi was so excited that his hands trembled, and he couldn't help but stick his butt out when he walked.

Less than a month ago, he was a despised and utterly disliked soldier, but now he has transformed himself into a squad leader and has the honor of serving the lord himself. It would not be an exaggeration to describe his transformation as earth-shattering.

Upon arriving at the test site in the suburbs, he discovered that not only Ronan and several battalion commanders were present, but even Madonna was there, which further solidified his determination to perform well.

With so many important people watching, we can't afford to lose face!

However, his task was quite simple: to shoot an armored scarecrow at a distance of fifty meters with two different arrows.

"receive!"

Fermi buried himself in loading, but when he saw the armored vehicle on the target in the distance, he muttered to himself.

As someone who deals with crossbows all day long, he has a good understanding of the effects of armor and crossbows.

The crossbows used by Thorn are of excellent quality, finely crafted and reliable, and can shoot more than 100 meters away. A skilled crossbowman like him can basically hit any target at a distance of 50 meters, which is also the most powerful distance for a crossbow.

Against unarmored or lightly armored targets, a single blow can kill them without any problem; but threatening a full suit of armor is a pipe dream.

Using the militia's chainmail and plate armor as a reference, even at close range of 30 meters, it might not be possible to penetrate it.

"Ding hum—"

The first arrow was the ordinary arrow they used in their daily training.

As Fermi had predicted, although the arrow dented and tore the plate armor, it posed no threat to the chainmail beneath. On the battlefield, this soldier could have continued fighting unharmed.

Is the lord trying to show everyone how excellent the militia's defenses are?

Fermi pondered Ronan's intentions, picked up the second arrow, and found that it was clearly different from the ordinary one: this arrow had a triangular cone shape, a very sharp arrowhead, and the overall luster gave it a more aggressive look.

That arrow was powerful!

Fermi tried shooting the new arrow—not yet accustomed to its weight, the arrow didn't have its full force and began to drop slightly before hitting the target.

Nevertheless, it still hit the target squarely with a loud "bang".

The group then went forward to check and found that not only was the plate armor pierced, but the chainmail below was also damaged, with an arrowhead embedded nearly two fingers deep inside the scarecrow.

The experienced battalion commanders exclaimed: If it hit a real person, even if the arrow didn't kill them on the spot, it could still render them incapable of fighting.

"Is this your latest achievement?"

"If we had such weapons, we could even take on the rebel cavalry."

"Incredible! How many arrows like these do we have?"

"We've only produced a sample so far. I'll contact the mountain authorities later to have them process and expedite the production for us."

Ronan, sporting dark circles under his eyes, laughed.

Bart remained silent for a long time before asking, "You and Miss Madonna spent the whole night working on this?"

"That's right! I call it a manganese steel triangular armor-piercing cone!"

Ronan raised his head with a sense of accomplishment—replacing pure iron arrowheads with manganese steel alloys sounds simple, but it's not actually that easy.

Firstly, he did not know the optimal ratio of iron to manganese. Secondly, the technology tree of this land had not yet developed pure metallic manganese. Although the technology of increasing the power of weapons with manganese-containing ore had appeared, it was still extremely rare.

Fortunately, Madale had a keen enough sense of metals. After he proposed an idea, she narrowed down the possibilities through exhaustive attempts and actually found a relatively ideal ratio.

With a manganese steel alloy of sufficient strength, Ronan could not only create stronger spears, but also tougher armor.

Of course, given the current production volume and industrial synergy, upgrading can only be done gradually, and all equipment is already a very popular configuration.

"I've got something big brewing up, but it's still in the draft stage. In a few days you'll see what it means to have the power to shake up the times."

"...Anything else? Nothing else happened last night?"

"Isn't that enough? If you have any new ideas, feel free to put them more clearly."

"I say... Your insight is brilliant."

The chief knight smiled helplessly.

Ronan is really stubborn!

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